As I sit in my quiet living room, looking around at the (nearly) empty space, just two days before we begin the first leg of our grand adventure, I realize I am mourning the loss of stuff.

Now, before anyone jumps to remind me that “it just STUFF”, understand, I already know. I KNOW. I came to that conclusion a year ago. It is that conclusion that allowed me to facilitate the sale of our house and begin purging a lifetime of belongings.

Much of the “stuff” held sentimental value to be sure. But, if I am honest with myself and my family, MOST of it was a way to try to fill a void. It was also a way to try to fit in as I attempted to figure out where I fit.

Who really NEEDS thousands of dollars (not hundreds…THOUSANDS) worth of scrapbook and rubber stamping supplies? Apparently, I believed I did. Who NEEDS to have a spoon collection AND a nativity collection AND a Beanie Baby collection…shall I go on? I think you get the picture. I had bin upon bin upon bin of STUFF.

I have come to terms with the fact that if we are to make our dream of full time travel a reality I have to let go of my need of stuff. I need to grab my husband and my children and hold onto them even tighter than I held my stuff. I need to take them by the hand and let them know that our family’s well being is FAR more important to me than any material possession will ever be.

As I said earlier, we are just two days away from beginning the adventure of our lives…on Monday, June 29, 2015, we will load the last of our belongings  (now pared WAY down, of course) into our fifth wheel, pile the kidlets and the dog into the truck and head off down the road.

Won’t you join us on this adventure? We’d love to have you come along!

Have a blessed day,
Jennie